Chapter 122: Liu Feng and Zhao Yu

Liu Feng, watching the cyan rope lashing toward him, flattened his palm into a blade. A sharp, blade-like aura erupted, striking out at the rope.

"Clang!"

The blade-like aura struck the cyan rope with the sound of metal clashing against metal. The rope simply coiled around the strike and continued to sweep toward Liu Feng.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" Liu Feng moved with lightning speed, unleashing three more consecutive strikes. Only then was the cyan rope shattered into pieces, dissipating into the air.

However, at that very moment, Liu Feng heard a sound of rushing air from behind. He felt his body tighten as another rope, having snuck up behind him, bound him fast.

Seeing her attack succeed, Zhao Yu lunged forward, reaching Liu Feng in an instant. She formed her fingers into a sword shape and thrust them forward, a fierce sword aura erupting to pierce through him.

"Oh no! Brother Liu Feng, dodge!" Zhang Liang shouted in alarm.

"How is this Zhao Yu so powerful?" Zhao Jun asked, shocked.

"Is Brother Liu Feng going to be wounded by her so soon?" Wang Xing added, his voice filled with disbelief.

Zhao Yu watched as her sword aura pierced Liu Feng’s body, a faint smile appearing on her cold, frosty face. She felt as though she could already see Liu Feng collapsing to the ground, gravely injured.

"Boom!"

What Zhao Yu imagined did not happen. As the sword aura touched Liu Feng’s body, a dazzling golden light erupted from him, shattering the sword aura into pieces and blasting the rope binding him to shreds.

Zhao Yu was pushed back by the sheer force of this energy. She dug her toes into the ground to steady herself, looking at Liu Feng with a grave expression.

"You startled me. I knew it—Brother Liu Feng couldn't possibly be injured so easily," Zhang Liang said, looking at the ring with an "I told you so" expression.

"Of course. With Brother Liu Feng's strength, he would naturally break Zhao Yu's attack with ease," Wang Xing remarked.

Zhao Jun and Zhao Bo-chao looked at the two of them and shook their heads in silence. Only moments ago, they had been worried sick, and now they were acting as if they had never doubted Liu Feng's safety for a second.

On the ring, Liu Feng took the initiative. He clenched his right hand into a fist, and a massive surge of true energy surged forth, gathering at his knuckles.

Suddenly, a ball of dazzling golden light rose up, burning like the sun. A wild, peerless force erupted, striking toward Zhao Yu with the momentum of a thunderbolt.

Seeing the attack, Zhao Yu’s expression turned serious. She rapidly formed strange hand seals, and with a deep rumble, a massive cyan shield manifested out of thin air. It stood before her like a mountain, exuding an aura of eternal solidity.

"Boom!"

Liu Feng’s golden-light-drenched fist slammed into the shield, producing a deafening sound. A violent wave of force erupted from the point of impact, sweeping across the entire ring.

The stage groaned with a cracking sound as massive fissures began to spread outward.

"Hm? It didn't break?" Liu Feng was pushed back a step by the shield's recoil. Seeing that it remained unscathed, he poured more power into his right fist. Explosive energy erupted again, smashing heavily against the shield.

"Bang, bang..." After several consecutive punches, the shield finally shattered with a thunderous crash.

At that moment, Zhao Yu’s counterattack followed immediately. She pointed her hands repeatedly, and a barrage of true energy spheres, each the size of a raindrop, rained down upon Liu Feng.

"Bang, bang..."

The dense volley of energy spheres kept slamming into Liu Feng, forcing him to retreat.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhao Yu struck out with both palms. A force like a raging torrent slammed into Liu Feng’s body.

"Boom!" With a loud explosion, Liu Feng was sent flying backward.

Zhao Yu came to a halt, her breathing rapid; the relentless sequence of attacks had consumed a significant amount of her true energy.

She began to recover her energy while keeping a close watch on Liu Feng. She could not believe that he could emerge unscathed after taking such a fierce beating.

By then, Liu Feng had steadied himself, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.

*I didn't expect this Zhao Yu to be so powerful. I was careless and suffered a minor injury,* Liu Feng thought to himself. However, these small wounds meant nothing to him; as he channeled his Flawless Golden Body, he recovered instantly.

"Destroy!" Liu Feng roared. His fists glowed with blinding golden light, and an aura of fragmentation, annihilation, and crushing power erupted from him.

He unleashed his fists in a rapid barrage. His golden fists, like falling meteors, were upon Zhao Yu in an instant.

"Shield of Protection!" Zhao Yu cried out softly. Her hands moved in a blur, shifting through hundreds of gestures in the blink of an eye. A mountain-like cyan shield appeared before her, blocking Liu Feng's fists.

"Rumble!"

Liu Feng's fists hammered against the mountain-like shield, creating a deep, resonant booming. The violent shockwaves spread outward, and the surrounding stage surface, no longer able to withstand the force, shattered into pieces.

*He absolutely cannot break the Shield of Protection,* Zhao Yu thought to herself.

However, a crisp "crack" echoed in her ears, followed by the sensation of a violent force slamming into her body.

"Bang!" With a thunderous crash, a figure was seen flying through the air before slamming heavily onto the stage.

"Haha! Brother Liu Feng is going to win!" Zhang Liang cheered as he saw Zhao Yu fall.

"Good! Brother Liu Feng is truly resolute; he doesn't hesitate even when facing a beauty," Wang Xing added loudly.

Zhao Bo-chao, however, looked at Zhao Yu on the stage with a grave expression. He noticed that although she had been knocked down, she did not appear to be injured.

Liu Feng looked at Zhao Yu, who was lying on the stage, and frowned.

"Liu Feng, you do have some skill. I suppose it is time for me to use my true strength," Zhao Yu said as she slowly stood up. She had not suffered the slightest damage.

"Slaying Blade Art!" Zhao Yu whispered. A long, crimson blade appeared in her hand, and she poured her true energy into it.

The blade immediately emitted a dazzling red light, burning like a raging flame, and an aura of destruction—one that could cleave through anything—erupted. She swung the blade, which traced a brilliant arc of light like lightning, slashing toward Liu Feng.

"Ten Strikes of Annihilation!" Liu Feng roared. His true energy surged wildly. Suddenly, he was enveloped in a dazzling golden glow, making it seem as if he were wearing golden armor. An aura of peerless, indomitable valor erupted.

His fists shook, and his golden knuckles, like meteors streaking across the sky, carried a wild and peerless force as they struck toward Zhao Yu's blade.